My Possessive Dom

Chapter 20

"You look beautiful," Caleb says as he rubs my shoulders and looks at me in the mirror.

I struggle to continue to brush out my hair when his massage feels so good.

"Thank.....you," I say, trying to pull the knots from my hair. Of course on this night of all nights my hair decides to be this way. "Can I have a moment please, I have to do something real quick. It's a surprise," I say, worried I've already given away too much.

He raises his eyebrow and leaves the bathroom and I put the finishing touches on for tonight. I walk out in my tight black leggings and purple tank top layered with ruffles. The leggings are critical to the surprise.

"What's the surprise?" Caleb asks.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I say back, worried I might get too excited and ruin it.

Earlier this morning Caleb came to me. He sat me down with a nice breakfast, my new usual. There were flowers in a vase and he asked to go out on a date, a real date. I was so excited I couldn't really say anything. I was wondering what we were. He already told me he wasn't how he was with his past subs, but I didn't know what that made us. I still don't. I guess if were going on dates that means were dating? Does dating or going on dates equal being boyfriend and girlfriend? It's all so confusing and it's a little frustrating not knowing where I stand. It's weird to be able to kiss and touch each other all the time but not have a label. Well, at least a label I'm not used to. I still don't know the exclusivity that comes with our Dom/sub relationship.

We ride in silence, I don't realize until we get there that the whole car ride has been quiet. I've been so comfortable inside my own head that I forgot I was on a date.

"Are you okay? Are you comfortable with this?" Caleb asks, looking concerned.

"Yes," I say with a big grin, deciding to be in the moment and enjoy it.

I'm finally getting clarity on our relationship, even if it's just a tiny piece.

We walk into the theatre and he pays for our tickets, I considered paying for them, but knew he would put up a fight. Our theatre is empty besides us, this has only happened to me a handful of times, usually when I'm with friends and it's great because we can make inappropriate comments to the screen and laugh or scream as loud as we want. It's never been on a date. Never been so intimate.

I find the perfect spot, directly in the middle of the theatre and sit down, biting my lip at the sensation. Caleb doesn't know and I'm not sure when I'm going to tell him, but I wore the plug. Ever since the party and what happened the day after as my punishment, I've enjoyed it more than I thought I would.

I had woken up and got ready for class and was even hoping he would forget, but he came into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub with me over his knee, rubbing my back as he slid the lubed up plug in. I walked to class and sat through the demonstration with it too. When we went into our rooms for our session Jake undressed me all the way, we were practicing with candles.

"Tough punishment," He said as he laughed at me.

I didn't care, it made the whole experience so much richer. He cuffed my hands above my head to the headboard and sat straddled over me as he dripped the wax onto my breasts and nipples as I grinded against him the best I could with my legs separated, bent and tied to each post, the plug digging deeper with each motion.

I look over at Caleb, remembering to be in the moment, he's invested in the previews. I lift up the armrest between us and scoot under his arm and watch with him.

"You know how I said I have a surprise?" I ask.

I'm going to get it out now so I don't interrupt the movie.

"Of course," he replies, staring curiously.

I take his hand and move it over my ass so he can feel the end of the plug sticking out. You can feel it well, I tested it. Which is why I wore the leggings.

"Is this what I think it is?" He asks.

I nod.

"This is a very naughty thing to do, understand?"

"Yes Sir," I say, waiting for him to make a move.

"And naughty girls go over knees," he says as he pulls me across his lap.

I'm very glad there is nobody here right now. He grabs my ass and squeezes and lets go, massaging it. He pokes the plug, applying pressure and releasing, causing me to let out moans that have built up throughout the time I've had it in. He starts spanking me, not too hard but hard enough to leave a sting. I like the sting.

"You are crazy, you know that little girl?" He asks, I can feel him hard against me.

"Yes Sir," I say. "Harder please," I ask, feeling brave and really in need of it.

He looks at me for a second before laying more on my ass, speeding up and making them harder. He lands some right on the plug occasionally, giving a burst of pressure and pleasure each time. I count to 25 before he stops, leaving my ass to sting in the air, no rubbing. He flips me over in my seat and straddles me, slipping his hands under my shirt and massaging my breasts. He takes my nipples in his fingers and rolls and pulls them while he kisses my neck and I moan into his. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter and I am pounding, looking for a release.

"Please," I ask, wanting more, not caring about where were at.

"No."

All Caleb says is no as he pulls away from me, leaving me panting and tingly. I look to him for an explanation.

"You wanted to play games?" He asks, with a grin that makes me nervous. "Well this game is called, 'sit like the horny mess you are, and maybe if you're a good girl, I'll pleasure you when we get home.'"

"This is evil," I say, barely catching my breath.

"You started it," he says, bringing me over to cuddle once again.

I sit cuddled under his arm, aching for his touch. I feel the plug in my ass. I try not to put pressure into it, I try to ignore the pleasure I get from it. I knew Caleb likes to tease and torture me, I just didn't think I would be giving him everything he needed to do it. I'm just going to sit here though, I want what good girls get.